Am I Completely Tamed? Or Do I Have a Surprise in Store?

I’m only fooling myself by not asking these important questions…

Taming in my world definitely came at the cost of a complete meltdown. It only arrived after experiencing a massive build-up of crippling dense fragments and remnants from all the overthinking and underperforming in my life. These unwholesome mental clusters thrived because of my ignorance towards the endless loop of desirable and undesirable experiencing that I was always engaged in. Fortunately, since I somehow made it over to the other side, I can confidently tell you that I’ll never go back to an untamed space again.

But even to this day, I still wouldn’t consider myself 100% tamed. It’s more like… I’m somewhat or semi tamed in terms of being a good person with a reasonably sharp mind.

You see, here’s the thing…

My problems remain as I feel sporadic remnants of an oppressive condition and it’s taking forever to purify these annoying clusters into nothingness. Or to decondition myself once and for all.

I must purify the mind and body to lighten my load completely… I keep saying.

Or perhaps I once again simply invested too much energy into an Opposing Ideal on the backend in another sneaky fragment called… The Purifier. Influence of this burning or fierce nature deeply urges me to become MUCH BETTER than my current condition, but by using the old habit to conquer everything I see in the way! However today, I’m urged to take a practical approach and continue with a level of discretion as part of a long term plan.

Create a large appealing catchment first. Then… and only after my grip on power in established shall I destroy everything impure. In time, I, along with my world… will remain pure.

Lee, keep watchful on this… Who knows where it will lead? One man’s purification can amount to another man’s genocide!

Yes, I’m past the bulk of my problems. But today, I still experience compression between ideas which does frustrate.


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